Luyện nghe bài hát Do You

If you ain't feelin' me, may just away
Is all I doin', what can I say
Do you, nigga I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause I'mma do me
Do you,

Let me attempt to spit
this with a pen in my fist
I'm scriptin' Sonny Liston's B
Quick six whips sick clique it's V

We chicks 'til their extensions fuzzy
Jewelry's thick and chunky
Like in pictures when Slick Rick was a young bee
Boy, and picked his gumby I'm
you insist you'll take my existence from me

Clack, click, the spits buddy
I place you in ditches like
stitched mummys, your limpin' bloody
I serve niggas like the Mission kitchen
We're fixin' for the bums free

You can't us we don't get this money
We keep a dollar up Richie Rich's puppy
We looking for the dips with to hit
It's the Villa gorilla pimps, your and monkeys bitch

If you ain't me, may just walk away
Is all I doin', more can I say
Do you, 'cause I'mma do me
Do you, nigga I'mma do me
Do you, 'cause nigga do me
Do you,

When you see me in a spot never less than a
Y'all might roll with 6 we sit a 9
See, I'm a sick rapper with a that's divine
Y'all might flip the flow but don't it like mine

Y'all might roll a squad but it ain't like mine
See I'm quick with the Dogg I'm good to the go
I'mma stack till I spit 'til I go broke
I want the Benz, the Range, I want it all, I gold

Then I dips in the whips with the in the clothes
'Cause I chill with the chicks who be the
Then I creep to the mo, a freak on the low
I come thru the doe, then I mash on the flo

Yeah, I keeps it movin' the local D.O.T's
Keep serving these yo's the bad tenancies
Let a nigga do his thang, stop sweatin' me
Gone roll with a playa its all hustle free

If you ain't feelin' me, may walk away
Is all I doin', more can I say
Do you, nigga I'mma do me
Do you, nigga I'mma do me
Do you, nigga I'mma do me
Do you, Jea

But of course it be effortless we pullin' up in the
the size of a horse on my necklace
We done it again, got under your skin
We come hot like a gun pop you jems

Can none stop thing of ours
The ladies fein' and double team in g strings and bras
Make 'em like electric strings guitars
Don't hate on the squad my niggas is stars

Do you
Do you
Do you
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